Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 64

Anastasia did not realize how she reached home. When sitting on the couch, all she could feel was her cold, numb limbs.

Snowball meowed and came over to nest on Anastasia’s lap as if it was trying to help her warm up her stiff body.

Gazing at Snowball in her embrace, Anastasia chuckled. “I still have you with me Snowball”

As she spoke. Anastasia got all choked up. “I only have you now”

She had lost everything. All she had left was Snowball to accompany her.

Snowball was most likely the only emotional support that kept her going

After turning on the heater. Anastasia nestled by the ceiling-to-floor window and read her diary entry of the past.

Whenever Anastasia was shaken up, forgetting the past temporarily would become her go-to choice. That was her protection mechanism kicking off

However, the diary re-awakened Anastasia’s memories and ignited her sorrow.

“Anastasia, what kind of house do you like?”

Jace had once asked Anastasia what type of house she adored.

“A stand-alone, quiet one with front and back yards. Also, it’s better if it comes with ceiling-to-floor windows, a wall-mounted stove, bloomed flowers in the courtyard, and a cat. Our home should consist of you, me, and our kitty.”

Anastasia could barely remember what state of mind she was in when she wrote that sentence.

That was all six years ago.

many things were

a sharper sense of hearing than Anastasia. It darted over

Alastor came back.

came home,

pounced at him, Alastor did not respond.

past, he would always pick Snowball up and gently comfort its

putting on an act

Meredith arrested?” The first thing Alastor

put it aside, and rubbed her eyebrows. “Are you planning to open a harem now? You’re even sticking your

eyed the diary Anastasia put aside. “Just because Sienna showed me your diary and exposed the indecent acts between you

her gaze landed

out that Alastor had long read

many years. You ought to be grateful to her.” A pucker creased Alastor’s forehead. His voice was as deep

suffocation looming, her fingers as numb as

me to be grateful to that witch I’m already grateful enough not

myself. Not only that, but I’m even a promiscuous wretch with a messed up private life. Isn’t that what you think of

Alastor’s eyes, Anastasia could already see the labels he had

to divorce your dad and leave the marriage with nothing. You even wanted to sabotage her and throw her behind bars. How could you be so vicious? To say that Alastor was astonished would be an understatement. “Did you also install surveillance cameras here in our house to deal with me in the same fashion?”

be told, he would never expect Anastasia to take such a drastic measure.

her stepmother, Meredith, who had

be so savage?” he muttered

a smart guy. Alastor At least you could

a diabolical person, no matter what

wrong, the police will release her.” Anastasia curled up in a ball and tightened her shawl.